#slickback

“Don’t look so uneasy,” Sir said, his hands resting on the boy’s shoulders. “It’s a special day. You’ll be speaking in front of everyone — you should shine.”

“A bit more product than usual, do you remember last year with your dumb fringe” he murmured, meeting his reflection’s eyes. “That boy isn't you anymore today for your graduation speech, you’ll glow.”

Sir ran his palm slowly over the slicked surface, feeling the stiffness with approval.